a letter to a lost friend

dear you,

you and i were so close and then what happened? oh thats right you got lost in your woman, not to say thats a bad thing... well that is what i am saying. you fuck you and i were brothers of the cigarette. i saw you whenever i was bored and you saw me whenever you were bored as well, what happened? i surely dont know all i know is that the crack has turned into a stream and now its a fucking river. i see you every now and again and what do you know... your with your woman. i understand that you want to spend time with her but now its not time its all the time... well i can't blame you or her for this mishap in our friendship i can only blame myself for well... you know... this river. i was the one who left it alone. let time turn it from what it was to what it is. hey i guess time will pass and the river will dry and we will be brothers once again but i cant see the brotherhood anymore, its stil there but man has it faded. you and her have become something i have to accept and with time i will... i will find more... i dont know.

once brother of the cigarette,
me